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[Open] Raising Spirits

🧙 WHO: Dr. Naomi Kimishima and You
⚔️️ WHAT: Various quests and prompts as a Catch-all
🕒 WHEN: Throughout September till Event
🗺️ WHERE: Around Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: Possible burns, various injuries and illnesses, and corpses in some prompts.

I. Shear Determination

Animals and Naomi don't tend to get along.

Perhaps she got along with cats, but given their symbolism throughout history, she's not surprised.

Death Magic seemed to make that relationship worse. At least sheep shearing shouldn't be so difficult to the point she can't approach, but incense only cover up so much. The stench of death did nothing to ease the already anxious sheeps' anxieties so she had to stay back. Still, she should make an effort to help with Quests.

So, she would help in her own way. Should she see anyone else working on shearing sheep, she would settle nearby, watch, and wait. Not close enough to bother the sheep, but not far enough to be completely unknown. If any healing was needed, she would be there - that, or maybe her watching was becoming a little eerie.

II. Cult Classic

Naomi's heard about the strange marauder going around and acting out his fantasies, and it sounded like he needed mental health. However, she wasn't out for helping him, she's just trying to head home.

Which was what made encountering him somewhat a bother. That, and she didn't even know what the hell he was acting out. She didn't care for movies or plays so the scene was completely lost on her - oh dear, it seemed to be incensing him.

Maybe step in and help... or watch.

III. The Fighting Badass

Land of Rot was as it said on the tin, and she was glad to be going when they did. She'd gone along to see about capturing corpses if only to ty her Death Magic out some more, but there seemed to be issues between it and the land itself. Either her magic wasn't strong enough, or the curse of the Land itself couldn't be surpassed.

Oh well, they managed to get what they needed.

"If we don't return in time, we still have access to the crematorium."

Well, she had access.

IV. Open Clinic

Just like the previous month, Naomi's door was open for all matter of ills and ailments at the clinic. Whether for a check-up, a quick heal, or a prescription, she more than likely had her next patient covered. All that she might want in return was a knock to know you're there.

"... Come in."

She tapped on her paperwork with her pen.

"Let's try not to waste too much of your time."

V. Wildcard

[OOC: Now Naomi isn't getting tattooed, but she can be a personal genie for some. Otherwise, anything else, plot with me over at

demidemonLove.]

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Well, that's why there's a board quest for him. [If anything, the idea that there was a quest to bring him in seemed to make the cloak movie fan happy!

Ha! See? And more quotes were spouted as if it was the start of some epic battle scene with a monologue, which really only annoyed Keith more.]

Can we just fight already?

[She nods, understanding that.]

[Though... Keith's question has her eyes narrow a bit and she gives Keith a confused look.]

He's following a script. That doesn't mean you have to.

[He looked momentarily confused, but then it clicked. This guy was already the aggressor anyway. And Naomi wasn't wrong. He didn't have to wait for monologs to finish. So, he made his move... and completely threw his opponent off guard as a result. After all, everyone respects the script, right? Except not, and Keith and Naomi had just proved that.

At first, it looked like the fight would be short-lived, as Keith had the mega-fan on his heels in defense. However, said fan had been practicing, hence why he'd been successful in his attacks thus far. Sure, he wasn't much more than a nuisance overall, but that didn't mean he wasn't actually physically hurting people, either. So, when he did finally start fighting back in earnest, he was actually able to almost keep up with Keith.]

[She was glad Keith caught on, and she watched on as the two proceeded to exchange swings. Honestly, she shouldn't allow Keith to fight so soon after last month, but this could be argued as exercise for him.]

[The fight was going well in the beginning, but the fanatic had been at this for a while now. The longer the fight went on, the more the fanatic was proving to have some actual skill. She wondered if she would have to intervene.]

[The exercise was actually doing him pretty good, too. Even though the fanatic was getting his bearings back, Keith was a skilled fighter, even if he was slightly out of practice from having spent some down time resting. He knew how to work around any lingering limitations. And, there were times when the fanatic attempted to do something that followed whatever script he was trying to emulate that Keith wasn't going along with, and that would trip him up to give Keith the advantage again.

With one last spin and a strong kick, Keith knocked the perpetrator flat on his back, forcing him to lose his weapon. He quickly moved forward, preventing him from getting up by holding his blade at the ready.]

I think this movie's over.

It's not supposed to end like this! I was supposed to win!

Take it up with the writers.

[Skills from practiced scripts were not the same as actual combat experience. Actual combat required becoming unpredictable to overpower an opponent after all. And sure enough, Keith was going over the scripted play. Naomi, meanwhile, pulled out her phone to call authorities.]

Can you hold him there long enough for the knights to arrive?

[Keith poked the guy in the chest with the tip of his sword... not enough to hurt, but enough to make the point.]

Yeah. I think so.

It'll only be a moment... if their response time is good.

[Police in her world could be... questionable. Nonetheless, she dials... and once someone picks up, begins relaying the necessary information for someone to be dispatched and take him away.]

... They're saying it should take five minutes.

[That seemed to make their 'actor' laugh a little, and Keith poked him again, a little harder.]

Ow! That thing's sharp!

That's the idea.

[They glared at each other for a moment.]

Can I at least sit up? This isn't exactly comfortable.

[Keith just narrowed his eyes, sword steady.]

Alright... fine. [The 'actor' huffed, actually pouting slightly as he crossed his arms.] You won't win, though... [And he smirked a little, using that as an opening line to another long-winded monologue that was clearly memorized from some other movie or TV show that was apparently appropriate for the moment, and Keith just groaned, rolling his eyes.]

Oh, just stop already!

[Wow, sharp swords are sharp... what a novel idea.]

[Hanging up her phone, Naomi just stands to the side while Keith has his whole roundabout with the 'actor'. He's quite off in his own little world, but Naomi finds a snake nudging her cheek, hissing her irritation.]

No Eve, you cannot...

Now then, is our monologuing... hm, are you supposed to be the hero or villain again?

Haven't you been paying attention?

[Keith pinched the bridge of his nose.]

I always win!

That doesn't answer the question.

Maybe not, but this will!

[One should never announce one's intentions like that. The statement immediately caught Keith's attention because people only said that in movies and TV shows when they were about to do something reckless and stupid. He shifted, dodging an attempted kick to sweep his legs, and then swept out his arm in an unspoken command as their quarry attempted to run.

The wolf that hung around Keith more than his familiar suddenly disappeared in a flash of light, reappearing at the actor's back in time to hit against him with all four paws, and knocked him flat on his face. And then sat on him.]

Good boy.

[Naomi shakes her head once everything goes down, even pinching the bridge of her nose. Why? Why do they always telegraph that they intend on doing something? And she commends Keith on his reflexes... and the wolf. What a strange looking one? Was it a familiar?]

Oh yes, that made things much clearer...

[And just in time for a squad... carriage to pull up.]

Officers, your culprit is under the wolf.

[Kosmo proudly wagged his tail, only moving once the officers were close enough to take the man into custody. He returned to Keith's side, and the Paladin crouched to give the wolf a good neck scratching in reward for a job well done.]

Thanks for getting here so fast.

You won't see the last of me. I'll get you next time!

[Keith just deadeyed him in response as the officers moved to start loading him up into the carriage. He then turned to Naomi.]

You okay? [She seemed to be, but he was just making sure.]

Please spare the performance for therapy...

[Maybe it would help him, maybe it wouldn't, but they could only see in due time. As the officers were loading their actor up, Naomi turns to Keith as he addresses her.]

I'm fine. No worse for wear, and maybe I'll be able to avoid a headache now.

[Perhaps she's too calm for someone almost attacked, but that's how things go.]

What about you? You didn't overexert yourself with that 'match', did you?

[One last good scratch as he stands up again. He was moving a little carefully, but he didn't seem like he was in a lot of pain. He shook his head.]

Nah. I'm a little tight, but I'm okay. [Funny how a few weeks of downtime after an injury can make that much of a difference. Keith wasn't used to that, honestly, but he was also used to not being injured as easily.]

Hm... You should be able to manage it with a warm towel then.

[Something that would loosen up tightened muscles. Not everything required medical attention.]

It's not like he allowed you to stretch before fighting.

Well, no... I have to get back into training again. [But a good stretch and, even better than just a warm towel, a good shower or even a visit to the springs would be nice. Also, now that the 'actor' was gone, Keith finally let himself show that he was actually a little winded. He needed to rebuild his endurance... or even, just build it up, for that matter. Now that he'd figured out a few things that affected his fighting ability weren't working here thanks to his Galra half being repressed on arrival, things were beginning to make more sense on why he'd been having trouble.] But, yeah... some heat would do me good.

You're okay, though? He didn't actually hurt you or anything, right?

You're clear to resume training. [If he needed to hear that, but he probably didn't. Still, the doctor says he's good so if anyone asks what a medical professional said, done. Of course, he better take it easy in the beginning and avoid anything too strenuous.]

I'm fine. All he did was delay me from getting back to my room.

[Keith looked surprised for a split second and then smiled a bit with a small nod. He had kind of figured that, but it was kind of good to hear she agreed, at least.] Thanks.

And good. Hopefully you didn't miss anything important.

[He took a deep breath.]

Good to know we've got him off the street... at least for a little while. Still, careful getting home. Just in case anyone's out there playing copycat.

[He didn't doubt she had resources to protect herself if needed.]

Depends on how important sleep is to you.

[If she misses her own personal window, she's just not getting to sleep anytime soon.]

Copycat... yes, people would take this opportunity, wouldn't they? I'm not worried, but if you are, I don't mind the escort.

[She really doesn't care either way.]

[Keith just smirked a little. Sleep was definitely important, it just wasn't always accessible.]

I don't mind escorting.

[Though, really... Keith was pretty sure Naomi could handle it on her own. He didn't know off-hand what her other magic was beyond healing, but he didn't doubt she could take care of herself if she had to. Plus, even if there was a chance of a copycat, it tended to be pretty low around here.]

[She sees that smirk and shakes her head a little... but with the faintest smile of amusement because she really shouldn't be lecturing people on the importance of sleep.]

Very well. I'm sure you remember the way to the Inn.

[Because that's just where she's heading. Maybe next month she'll consider looking at apartments, but that's if she happened to have the time.]

[Keith nodded.]

Yeah, I do.

[It wasn't hard, and Keith was good at remembering where stuff was anyway. He started walking with her, heading that way.]

Have you considered looking for your own place, yet?

[Walking with him, it would be a quiet walk. However, the conversation continues.]

I have. I'll be considering options next month to give myself time to save money to cover rent.

[Keith nodded.] Makes sense.

[He could definitely understand that. That said the rest of the walk would actually be quiet. Keith wasn't much of a talker, and tended to feel weird trying to carry on conversations for the sake of talking.]

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[Open] Raising Spirits

I. Shear Determination

II. Cult Classic

III. The Fighting Badass

IV. Open Clinic

V. Wildcard

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